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Later
Himejima Shrine, Outskirts of Kuō Town
Issei's little experiments with his [Dungeon Locator] had proven to rather interesting. The Sacred Gear add-on had projected a map in the air in front of him showing the area around him, in quite a bit of detail in fact, and displaying the locations of any dungeons within the detection radius of the device.
His own base was there, in the very centre and indicated with a green dot and name tag. The map extended over what had to be half of Kuō Town and there were three other dungeons in that part of it...in very familiar locations, to boot. He had taken out one of the maps he'd taken from the office of the Head of Project Rat King to double check his suspicions, but he was correct; the locations of those dungeons were the sites of suggested Purifier bases that hadn't been made it past the proposal stage for whatever reason...and with the Purifiers having been infiltrated by Armârôs the Lesser at the time, Issei was deeply suspicious about those sites, resolving to check them out later.
After that though, he had decided that the Devils had to be informed about Armârôs and the Purifier genocide base. Not to mention the [Dagger of the Draugr] that Armârôs had somehow gotten her hands on.
[Dagger of the Draugar]
Forged unwillingly by a captured Dwarven prisoner using inferior materials and methods, this half straight-edged, half wave-edged dagger is a fell, evil weapon full of malice and hatred. While providing no special bonuses to attack, defence or support, the effect of this blade takes place only if it is used to deliver a killing blow, reanimating those slain by it as undead revenants who desire the death of all things living.
LV20
Durability: 87/100
Dagger
Slash Damage: S+20
Pierce Damage: S
Bludgeoning Damage: S
Effect: Deathblow Reanimation: When used to end the life of a regular human or other non-supernatural entity, the fell magic of the [Dagger of the Draugar] will use the energy released upon death to reanimate them as an undead construct. These constructs will be feral and the wielder of this weapon will hold no control or command abilities over them.
To be completely honest this weapon fucking terrified him. The fact that it was specifically designed to be used as a weapon against ordinary humans and, if he was reading the intent behind the flavour text correctly, regular animals such as dogs, cats and birds as well, was disturbing enough, but add in the fact that the user had zero control of the zombies they created and that they were simply left to kill anything they could get their claws on scared him to hell and back.
This wasn't a weapon, it was a tool designed to cause wide-spread chaos, panic and death via initiating a mini Zombie Apocalypse!
'Nope. Not giving this to them. Nope, nope, nope.' he had decided immediately.
Granted, the Devils that he had met were all good people and he could hazard a guess that he'd find that all of them would be horrified and/or disgusted with the effect of the evil little dagger and would rather saw their arms off with a rusty butter knife rather than use it, but other Devils? For all he knew, there was a secret society that was conspiring to kill all of humanity inside the Devil's civilisation that would love a way to spread panic and terror amongst humanity by reverse-engineering the enchantments on this dagger and mass producing it.
...fuck, he'd just jinxed himself, hadn't he?
'Welp that decides it, I'm going to find some way to destroy this evil little abomination as soon as I can.' Issei decided with a huff as he leaned back against the wooden wall of the shrine, once more clad in his concealing armour and outfit. He still had plenty of time before his parents expected him home, so the twenty minutes or so that he had been waiting was an excuse to take in the scenery. He was actually quite taken with the peaceful serenity that the shrine seemed to emanate. It was really quite relaxing.
"Ara, well this is a surprise. I didn't expect to see you so soon." a familiar voice jerked him out of his thoughts. Looking around, he spotted on Himejima Akeno, dressed in the traditional white kimono top and red hakama of a miko.
'One of the 'Two Great Onee-sama of Kuō Academy' in 'Miko Mode'! Saved to long term memory!' Issei cheered in his mind. Outwardly, he was able to control himself. He'd become far better at controlling his perversion thanks in no small part to the [Gamer's Mind] constantly suppressing it the moment his overwhelming Lust came to the forefront.
"Himejima-san. You look rather fetching in that outfit." he said with a nod.
"Ufufufufu...why thank you." Akeno giggled. "Can I assume that you have a reason for being here?"
"I am, rather sadly, going to need to talk to Heiress Gremory and/or Heiress Sitri rather urgently." Issei replied with a sigh. "I came close to being killed after I parted ways with you yesterday."
Her purple eyes widened slightly, Akeno nodded, all traces of teasing leaving her face and voice. "Understood."
As the Reincarnated Nephilim flicked a finger, brought up a communication magic circle and spoke into it, Issei pulled the reports and other files, memos and other assorted paperwork from Project Rat Poison out of his inventory. While it didn't seem to have a space, size or weight limit, having an overly-cluttered inventory didn't sit well with Issei. That kind of thing was a stupid accident waiting to happen, particularly during a fight. He could reach in and mean to grab a sword or potion and accidentally grab an expense report or something.
He could see it now: Behold my mighty...tax return summery?
Gods, that would be embarrassing! And possibly lethal!
Suppressing a scoff of dark amusement at the thought, he waited for Rias Gremory to show up, which didn't take long. She, and most of the rest of her Peerage, showed up via a red transportation circle less than a minute later.
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